Pádraig has such a power to speak the insights of your deepest longing – most often he offers the cooling balm of healing on our wounds, he speaks of reconciliation – wrongs can only truly be righted when we come together.
But this work speaks with voice of anger, a voice sharp with pain – and it is challenging as a result – this is much darker than we usually get from Pádraig – but it is also comforting for that exact same reason – all his work on reconciliation comes, not from a place of indifference, but from this place of rage.
The opening poem …
The Butcher of Eden
Now God made Adam and Eve coasts of skins and dressed them – Genesis 3:21
And when he was finished,
he scraped fat
from the backs of stretched skins,
wiped the blood,
sewed the seams,
bit the thread with teeth
and said:
Dress yourselves in these.
And they said:
what is this verb?
God shoved his knife into the earth, and said:
It’s like make believe
but for your body.
They looked at all the meat
still steaming
from when it was alive.
God said: Eat.
And watched while
beast of Eden fed
on beasts of Eden.
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